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LEATHER MASTERS and slaves - Part Two

by Alex Ironrod

Domination - Alex Ironwood - Leather Masters and Slaves
Editions:Kindle - SECOND EDITION: $ 7.99
ISBN: 978-1-64122-134-4
Size: 5.00 x 8.00 in
Pages: 192
Paperback - SECOND EDITION: $ 14.99
ISBN: 978-1-64122-134-4
Size: 5.00 x 8.00 in
Pages: 192

DOMINATION-LEATHER MASTERS and slaves is the eagerly awaited sequel to Alex Ironrod's highly successful SUBMISSION -LEATHER MASTERS and slaves. It continues the story of Tarquin and Paul in their turbulent relationship within the BDSM Leather world of Los Angeles. In graphic detail,  Alex spells out the challenges of the Master-slave lifestyle, as the two men work out their real feelings for one another. In addition to the heavy sex and violence, there is quiet passion and tenderness.

The setting also expands beyond California to Britain, where Paul goes on a work-related project. There he meets the volatile Rufus who has risen the hard way from college "rent-boy" to television star.

When Tarquin takes Grant as his new slave, he finds himself in the exciting world of show jumping There is danger as well as friendship in the horse business. There one Master punishes his treacherous prize student by bending him to his darker desires.

Full of vivid characters and stimulating man-sex sequences, DOMINATION will raise your expectations even higher than SUBMISSION did.

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Publisher: MLR Press
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Pairings: M-M
Heat Level: 5
Romantic Content: 4
Ending: Click here to reveal
Character Identities: Gay
Protagonist 1 Age: 18-25
Protagonist 2 Age: 26-35
Protagonist 3 Age: 26-35
Tropes: Age Difference, Alpha Character, Class Differences, Coming of Age, Coming Home, Everyone is Queer, First Time, Forbidden Love, Friends to Lovers, Healing Power of Sex, Love Can Heal / Redemption, Love Triangle, Menage, Reunited and it Feels So Good, Second Chances, Unrequited Love
Word Count: 7100
Setting: Sothern California, England
Languages Available: English

“Sir, I want to be with you. I want to be your slave, your boy. Sir, please collar me and train me as you want, Sir.”

I stared in amazement at my former Master, Tarquin Charlton, who was kneeling in front of me, naked and soaked by the steadily falling rain. I shuddered with mixed emotions, as he remained in position at the entrance to the bondage tent. I stood there, startled by this sudden change of our relationship.

Here I was with my own boys, in the enormous grounds of the BDSM run near Chicago. I was warm enough in my leather breeches and black Dehner boots. My heavy leather, studded, harness surrounded my large brown nipples, which I’d left pierced with the old thick 4-gauge metal rings.

“Sir, I am serious. I need to become your slave, to give myself completely into your hands.” Tarquin sounded typically impatient. He was a man used to having his own way.


I shook my head. It wouldn’t do for Paul Everest to show he was not every bit as good a Top as the man from whom he’d learned it all, whose slave I’d been for more than three years.

I thought I’d grown to love Tarquin Charlton, the man and his demands, both sexual and intellectual, his imposing manner and his elegant life-style. Hell, I was nearly as tall as his 6’ 2”, almost as well built as he [after all that time I’d spent exercising]. I was certainly as well-endowed [we’d measured each other’s cocks once, 7.5” each, his thicker than mine] and I was nearly ten years younger.

Well, I couldn’t just stand there staring at him.

“Tim, Bruno, get over here and take hold of our latest candidate who is begging for boy slavery. You better dry him off first. Then, I want him got ready for fucking. He’ll need to be clipped and shaved. Leave his head to me. When he’s ready, fasten him in the sling. I want a vibrating dildo in him. I don’t think he’s ever been penetrated. If he has, it’s so long ago his ass has forgotten what it feels like.”

I was proud of the progress I’d made myself over the past twenty months, having made up my mind to “graduate” from bottom to Top. I practiced all the moves that I had observed from each of my previous Masters.

Soon, I found myself training not one, but two boys. To me, they were ‘boys’ rather than ‘slaves’, since I couldn’t keep either with me 24/7. I had my profession, in graphics design, to rebuild.

Tim had come to me through my pal Walt, who had moved up from barman to manager to owner of the LA leather bar I frequented. The boy was tall, blond, and lanky; he came with experience. I trained him further, with a combination of heavy stick and juicy reward. I didn’t feel that his heart was really into servitude. Bruno, on the other hand, was a natural. He was dark, compact, intense. He wore his piercings with pride. The tusk he wore through his septum was not an everyday sight in Los Angeles.

My boys were well trained. I’d been well schooled by my previous Master and passed on the lessons when I moved into Topping.  They pulled the bedraggled Tarquin inside and rapidly rubbed his muscular frame dry. He looked almost as good as he had the time we’d lived together - fit, bronzed, with that blond Aryan coloring and those strange dark eyes.

Oh, I’d talked to him briefly that afternoon at the run, telling my former Master to stay away from me. That was our first conversation since the terrible night in Palm Springs two years before, when he’d tried to break me on that wretched St. Andrew’s cross. I’d finally left him with Joe, the half-trained sub he’d brought into our lives, and I’d fled back to Los Angeles.

After that first taste of freedom, I’d felt betrayed, lost, heart-broken, and lonely. I had been in my late-twenties when Tarquin had selected me for training. His training had been harsh and relentless; still, over our three years, I had evolved into a faithful, healthy, and responsive slave. It was he who’d smashed our relationship. Now almost two years later, he wanted back into my life -- in a much different capacity.

“Have you got him well restrained in the sling, Tim?” I called over to the older of my boys. “Watch how you use the clippers on his bush, Bruno, he’s never been shaved, I’m sure. I want his chest shaved smooth for me too.”

I looked over at my one-time Master lying passively in restraints. I remembered his powerful domination for a moment, but shook the thought away. “How are you guys doing?” I was ready to move forward with, what I told myself, was nobody but a needy candidate,

“Sir, I’ve trimmed all the hair around his cock and balls and I’ve almost finished the follow-up shave. Man, you were right, sir,” Bruno added. “All that blond hair, he really has never been shaved there before. Great bod too. Who is he, Sir?”

“Just someone I used to know very well. It seems he now wants to become one of my boys. What about the dildo, Tim? Is he riding it?”

“Sir, yes, sir. Sir is right about a narrow passage. I could hardly get two fingers up there at first. I really had to work to get him opened up, He didn’t seem to know what to do. His ass hasn’t been used in years, if ever. From the way he reacts, he doesn’t seem to have much anal experience. I lubed him up good and he’s got that medium rubber vibrator, with the wide base up him and I’ve got it turned up high. He’s wriggling good.” Tim boasted.

“OK.” I was ready to proceed. “Get a gag and hood on him.”

Tarquin had said nothing more. He just lay there, leather restraints on arms and legs stretching him in the black sling and those big obsidian eyes gazing at me. What was he thinking? What had led to this outrageous request, so out of character? I told him to stay away from me in no uncertain terms, earlier in the day. What really had brought him back now?

His cock and balls looked magnificent. They were now standing out naked and aroused. The precum was already evident. He had the physical potential to make a terrific mature slave. All those years of working out with  trainers.  Was that what he really wanted? His body was trembling slightly in his restraints, as the vibrator twisted in his narrow chute, but his face showed little or no emotion. That was why he was so successful as an entertainment lawyer.

Why should I still feel intimidated by him? Not only was I doing well as a Top; my professional career as a graphic artist had taken off as well. Some of my designs had been picked up by an international advertising agency. They invited me to New York. There was a European client who apparently liked my style. Now there was talk of a possible London trip.

A year ago, my boy Tim had helped me to rehab a fixer-upper house that we found in Pasadena. Whatever he lacked in servitude qualities, he more than made up with his carpentry and cabinet-making skills.

All had seemed well in my world. As reward, I was treating the three of us to this long weekend of BDSM in the country. I’d already enjoyed putting Bruno through his paces. He willingly subjected himself to being stretched tightly to the wheel and dragged through a few inches of water, naked and wearing chains, which linked his tit rings to his excited and pulsating prick. I allowed him to cum while mounted on the wheel. Afterwards, he knelt at my booted feet, slobbering over my old Wescos and up onto my own protruding pole. It had been a relaxing and enjoyable afternoon until the weather turned stormy. It was then that Tarquin appeared, asking to revive our old relationship.

I shook my head to clear my thoughts, as I walked out to the front of the tent. There were still plenty of sounds of celebration and muffled cries of pain around us.

“Tim, Bruno,” I turned around to look at the deserving boys. “Why don’t you take off for an hour or so. Go and find some other subs to play with. The rain seems to have stopped.”

“Yes, thank you, sir.” Bruno hesitated, “Do you still need some help with this new one?”

“What the fuck do you think he’s going to do all tied up and hooded?” I am sure I came off as annoyed at his question. “If I can manage you two, I think I can fuck this piece of raw meat without your help.”

“Thank you, boss.” Chastised, Bruno had his head lowered toward the ground, “We’ll see you back at the cabin.”

Off they scampered in their leather jocks, collars and work boots, pleased to be let loose for a couple of hours. I turned back to my former Master. There he was, lying silent and starkly exposed in my sling. His naked and shaved body shone in the faint light. My dick began to rise and thump in anticipation.

“Tarquin? boy? What the fuck should I call you? I don’t know why you’re doing this, or what you want from me. I’m sure you know what to expect. You taught me that the first thing a Top must do to his property is to thoroughly fuck him, to imprint him as soon as possible with my own semen. So, I’m going to turn up the dildo in your ass and force it in further. Then we can get down to basics.”


Reviews:Tim Brough on wrote:

The second novel by Alex Ironrod picks up where Submission: Leather Masters and slaves leaves off: with Tarquin Charlton and Paul Everest struggling to define the role each will play in their combined lives. As such, it explores the themes of dominance and submission in interestingly psychological manners, as well as heatedly sexual. What Master Alex brings to his novels is depth of character, a rare thing in kinky books.

It's not just the depth, but the number of characters in his cast that boosts my opinion of Master Alex's work. Different men dart among the story line, as Paul and Tarquin arrange their lives to suit their many lusts and desires. The pair is just as interested in their extended family as they are with each other, becoming a main point of conflict by "Domination's" conclusion. Which is yet another strong point of both Ironrod's "Submission" and "Domination" novels; Tarquin Charlton and Paul Everest may have fetishes and a closet full of leather, but they also have brains and hearts. Watching as they make both wild booted sex and complicated emotional decisions makes Master Alex's Leather Masters and Slaves books, in addition to his short story collections (The Ironrod Chronicles and The Ironrod Chronicles II), fine reads.

About the Author

Alex is the pen name of a mature Leatherman, who grew up in the North of England and has lived for many years in Southern California. His leather and boot fetishes go back many years, but only now has he used them and his worldwide experiences, for writing fiction and gay BDSM fiction at that.

A NEW Second heavily revised edition of his famous LEATHER MASTERS and slaves trilogy is in the works at present. SUBMISSION and DOMINATION have recently appeared, and OBSESSION is being reedited [finalist for the Fiction Prize of the International Leather Coalition]. Alex has outlined an addition to the series, after many requests. He will be working on BETRAYAL later in the summer.

CAGES – CATHEDRAL CITY is the second novel in a new series set in the area around Palm Springs, and a finalist for the Kink/BDSM Prize of the 2015 LRC Contest. The first was the popular DECEPTION – PALM SPRINGS. The two young heroes, Mark Farrell and Dan Fortunato, have become private investigators professionally as well as Leather partners privately. After several years as homicide detectives in the LAPD [LEATHER NIGHTS and LEATHER DAYS], they have moved on to solving kinky mysteries in the Desert Cities – POSSESSION–PALM DESERT is next, the first part of a new trilogy, for publication late 2018. And there may be more - as many as there are cities in the Coachella Valley.

Alex also likes to vary the time and place of his stories –RED KNIGHT RISING tells the adventures of two gay English knights who sign-up to go on crusade in the Middle Ages. THE MAN & THE MASK takes readers into the bawdy and dangerous world of 1750s London and then on to “the American colonies”. He also has a collection of short stories the IRONROD CHRONICLES PARTS I & II, and a novella THE TRAINER.

Details of all his books can be found on his website         In addition to giving readings from his novels in Los Angeles, Palm Springs and San Francisco he has taught workshops and classes on various aspects of the Leather lifestyle and appeared on panels about gay erotic fiction at such events as Greater Los Angeles Writers Workshop, MAL, CLAW, International Leather Sir/boy, and the Desert Fetish Authority.

Now semiretired, he enjoys life as a writer, a frequent theatre director/actor, and a researcher. He still rides horses occasionally, both Western and English, after many years as an owner/rider, as well as working out at the gym.

Most importantly, he values his relationship with his new partner Michael, with butch and the late Hank, and the camaraderie and support of LGBTQ men and women around the world.